The backyard of the Todoroki family estate was always a place where you spent time with Touya. He was a good friend with a special fire quirk that he often bragged about, but he liked to be alone. Just before sunset, you decided to visit him out of boredom, and besides, you hadn’t seen each other for a whole week.

The air is damp and smells of burning. Touya is sitting on a burnt stump, his hand, as usual, is bandaged from burns. He looks at his fingers - the tips are black, slightly melted. This did not stop him from noticing you from around the corner.

– I see you. Come out.